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Ok, I'll stop rambling on now! I present Chapter 9!


Chapter 9: Mutual Feelings

Jack was worried. He didn't like it. He didn't understand why he was worried either. He liked that even less. What was he worried about? Charlotte, of course. She had been locked up in her cabin for days, obviously affected by the visit to her former home. When Jack had noticed her repetitive absence at meals, he had started to take meals to her room and stay there in order to make sure she ate. Why he did these things, he couldn't say. Had he started to care for her? He didn't know.

'Why am I worried?' He wondered. 'She's just a bloody woman. Just like all the others. It must just be because she's leading me to the treasure and she can't do that if something happens to her.'

Satisfied with that answer, Jack told Gibbs to take the helm. He wanted to check on Charlotte. Jack strode to her cabin and walked straight in without knocking.

"Love? You awake?" Jack whispered.

"Again with the lack of knocking," Charlotte said from her bed. Her voice was still a little empty and emotionless.

Jack grinned. At least she was starting to get her attitude back. This was good.

"Yes, well, c'est la vie," Jack said, winking.

"French?" Charlotte asked, eyebrows raised. "I never would have guessed."

Jack chuckled. "I'm full of surprises, love. Want to check me for more?"

"Oh, sure," Charlotte said, rolling her eyes. Then, she quietly muttered something.

Jack smirked. "I see you know the lovely language as well. However, it's not nice to use that language in order to call someone a scoundrel."

Charlotte ignored that last comment. "Yes, I know it. My father taught me. It reminds me of him and whenever I speak it, it makes me feel calm and happy.

Jack's expression softened at the mention of her father. "Love, when are you going to get out of here?" He asked worriedly. "I know this is hard for you, but you've got to move on."

"Jack Sparrow actually cares?" Charlotte smirked, purposely avoiding the question.

"No," he said quickly. "I just can't let anything happen to my map."

Charlotte studied him for a moment. One look in to his eyes told her that the map was only part of it. If only he would say that he cared about her so that she could tell him that the feeling was mutual.

"Sure, Jack," Charlotte said, amused.

"Anyway, are you going to come out of your cabin now, love?" Jack asked. "I'm tired of bringing meals to you like a bloody slave."

Charlotte laughed. "Slave, huh? Sounds... intriguing. Maybe even a little kinky."

Jack raised his eyebrows. "Well, I'll keep that in mind for future reference. You never answered the question, though."

Charlotte sighed. "Ok, ok, I'll come out."

"Good," Jack said, turning to leave, but stopped. "Oh, one more thing, love."

"What's that?" Charlotte asked.

"If we're going to find this treasure, I really need you to stop injuring me, savvy?" He said sternly.

"Savvy," Charlotte said, mock saluting him. She then placed her hand over her heart. "I hereby promise not to threaten or injure you anymore, Captain."

Jack nodded in satisfaction and walked out.

"Unless you deserve it," Charlotte muttered, pulling herself out of bed.

A/N: Ok, now, this may not seem like a very important chapter, but I have to show that Jack is now beginning to realize that he cares for Charlotte. She has already admitted to herself that she cares for Jack. Anyway, since this chapter isn't really long or interesting, the next one should be up soon. Oh, if someone doesn't know what 'C'est la vie' means, it mean 'That's life.' Thanks again to the reviewers!